A/N: Hey, everyone, special gift for everyone who is also suffering in their own quarentine this week. A really long chapter, a whole 2,000 words. I would also like to say to everyone to be safe and wash your hands and try not to go too crazy if you are in quarentine. Hopefully you're an introvert like me. Reveiws and favorites are always appreciated and thanks so much for reading.

Harry was somewhat depressed during the train ride to King's Cross. His mood definitely did not improve when he arrived at the station. He was becoming more and more annoyed with Dumbledore and even more homesick for Sirius and Remus with every step he took towards the Dursley's car. By the time he arrived at Privet Drive and dragged his trunk up to his room, all he wanted to do was curl up in the rock-hard bed and stay there until the week had passed. But he couldn't. Because, as always, the Dursley's had greeted him by handing him a list of chores he had to do by the end of the day.

It was dark out by the time he got to the end of the list, and was told to take out the trash after his measly dinner of scraps.

He put the bag into the bin and turned to go back inside when he saw big glowing eyes watching him. He took a step back instinctively, hit the bin, and fell backwards.

Before he could register what had happened he heard a familiar voice. "Harry! Are you okay?" Sirius asked, reaching out a hand to help Harry up.

Harry stared up at him confusedly. "Sirius? What are you doing here?"

Sirius smiled and laughed as he helped Harry to his feet. "Quite, ironically, I'm supposed to be protecting you. Sorry I scared you by the way."

"It's fine. What do you mean protecting me?"

"Dumbledore wants a member of the Order on Privet Drive at all times. Just in case something else happens. Naturally, Moony and I volunteered for as many shifts as we could. Technically, I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. He put us under strict orders that you aren't to know. Something about maintaining your privacy. Normally, I don't care what Dumbledore says but, Merlin knows what he'd punish us with if we disobey him this time!"

"BOY! What the hell are you doing out there? Get back in here!" Vernon Dursley shouted from inside.

Sirius fists clenched at the order.

"Are you going to be here tomorrow?" Harry asked.

The question snapped Sirius out of his anger. He nodded. "In the afternoon."

"Can you meet me in the park just down the street from here? We can talk then."

Sirius nodded and Harry hugged him goodbye before he went back into the house.

Harry woke up extra early the next day and got started on his chores. Just as he had planned, he managed to finish all of them by mid-afternoon. He didn't even bother to tell the Dursley's when he left. It's not like they cared where he went. He walked the short distance to the park.

When he got there he looked around but didn't see any sign of his Godfather. He decided to sit down on a bench and wait.

After about ten minutes, Harry watched as a big black dog came walking down the sidewalk. He almost got up to greet the dog but before he could it walked behind a tall hedge. A second later Sirius walked out from behind the hedge.

They greeted each other with a hug. Harry motioned for Sirius to sit but he simply smiled and waved him off. "I've been cooped up in Grimmauld all day in Order meetings. Let's take a walk."

They started walking down Magnolia Crescent, passing the bench where Harry had first seen the big black dog in his third year. "So," Sirius started. "Anything in particular you wanted to talk about? You haven't had any more visions, have you?"

Harry quickly shook his head. "No. Nothing like that. Just … missed you, I guess. I like having someone to talk to. The Dursley's usually just ignore me." Harry decided not to tell Sirius about the nightmares he'd had about what happened at the Veil. He could handle them and, seeing Sirius on a regular basis seemed to help them. Reassure him that he was really alive. "Any news about Voldemort or the Ministry?" he asked.

"Nothing really big. Just that the Ministry has announced Voldemort's return. Finally. Oh, and for some reason, Dumbledore has told Remus and I that he'll be picking you up at the end of the week. Don't really know why. Another bloody punishment if i had to guess. That or he doesn't want me to hex that nasty uncle of yours." Harry laughed. "He's been acting a bit strange lately as well, even for Dumbledore's standards. Says that after he brings you to Grimmauld he's going to be doing a bit of travelling for the rest of the summer. And, that he won't be at headquarters much."

Harry stared at Sirius curiously. "Did he say where he was traveling to?"

Sirius shook his head. "No. just that it's important. And that it's for the Order."

They wandered around the small neighborhood until the sun was starting to set. Talking about things like quidditch and pranks. Sirius was very impressed with Fred and Georges swamp in the corridor and their skiving snack boxes.

"Will you be back tomorrow?" Harry asked just before heading back to the Dursley's.

Sirius shook his head. "No. I practically had to hex the others to get these two shifts. Everyone wants a chance to guard the boy-who-lived." they both laughed. "But, I think that Remus managed to get the one for tomorrow afternoon. Although,It might take some convincing to get him to meet with you like I did. He was a little annoyed with me when I told him I'd broken Dumbledore's orders by talking to you. It's a side effect of being a prefect, he still has an uncontrollable urge to follow the rules."

Harry laughed. "Do you think that you could convince him? It's just … like I said, it's nice to have someone else to talk to. Other than the Dursley's."

Sirius nodded understandingly. "I used to feel the same way. When I lived with my parents. It's part of the reason James and I made the mirrors. Before that he tried to floo call me but, you can imagine how that went over with my Mother." Harry smiled and nodded. "Shouldn't be too hard to convince Moony. He has a soft spot for you. And me. Always comes around to my side in the end."

They hugged goodbye and then Sirius apparated away from the deserted park, leaving Harry to walk back to the Dursley's

The next morning Harry awoke to the sound of knocking on his window. He dragged himself out of bed and opened the window to let the owl in before his aunt and uncle heard the noise. A familiar barn owl flew in. Sirius' owl. He dropped a newspaper on the bed and then flew back out the window.

Harry sat back on his bed and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He picked up the newspaper and, as he unrolled it he noticed Sirius had attached a note as well.

Dear Harry,

Moony has agreed to meet you. As I said before he always comes around to my side eventually. He'll be there, same place and same time as before.

P.S. thought you might like to see the latest news.

Love,

Padfoot

Harry unrolled the paper to see the headline, SCRIMGEOUR SUCCEEDS FUDGE! The article was accompanied by a photo of a man with thick hair, like the mane of a lion, whom he assumed was Scrimgeour. He read through the article, unsure of how much to believe, based on past experiences.

He read through a couple of other articles and was annoyed to find out the wizarding world had a new nickname for him: the Chosen One.

In the second page of the daily prophet there was a small purple leaflet that almost fell out as he opened the paper. PROTECTING YOUR HOME AND FAMILY AGAINST DARK FORCES was printed on the top of the small leaflet.

Just as he finished reading through the leaflet, Vernon Dursley shouted at him from downstairs that he was late in making breakfast.

The dursley's must have been running out of ideas for chores to give him. The list he received after breakfast was shorter than it had been the past few days. There were also a few chores that he'd already done, like mowing the lawn.

Harry was again able to finish his chores by mid-afternoon. He walked down the street to the park and was about to sit on the bench and wait like he'd done with Padfoot until he saw the bench was occupied. Remus was sitting on the bench reading a muggle newspaper. He smiled and put the paper down when he noticed Harry.

"Hello, Harry. So, what did you want to talk about that couldn't wait another three days?" he asked in his usual teasing tone.

Harry smiled and laughed a bit, embarrassedly. "Shouldn't you have asked me a personal question to make sure I'm really me first?" He asked in the same teasing tone.

Remus laughed. "I see you read the latest security measures from the Ministry. I was hoping you'd find them as funny as Sirius and I did."

Harry sat next to Remus on the bench. "There was one thing that I didn't quite understand. It said that Voldemort might be using inferi. What … exactly are they?"

"Inferi," Remus said in his most distinguished professor voice. "Are reanimated corpses. They are sort of like what muggles call zombies however, inferi do not have a mind of their own. They have been bewitched to do whatever the Dark Lord tells them to." Harry nodded understandingly. "And don't think I didn't notice you changing the subject, Harry. You and I both know you didn't want to just sit here and talk about nonsense and the news, we have all summer to do that. What's bothering you?"

Harry looked away sheepishly. "It's … it's nothing really. Well, nothing too big. I just didn't want to tell Sirius because you know how worried he gets and I didn't want him to blame himself 'cause it's not really his fault and …"

"Harry!" Remus interrupted, putting a calming hand on his shoulder. Harry looked up at him. "You can tell me whatever it is. I promise, I'll only tell Sirius if you want me to."

Harry nodded and took a calming breath before speaking. "I've been having more nightmares … about the Veil." Remus nodded understandingly. "And, it's no big deal, really. I've had them ever since I woke up in St. Mungo's. And, it's not like with Cedric where I was blaming myself for it. I'm not. Just, When Sirius isn't around, I … I start to think maybe it was real and he's really gone. It helps when I can see him, and you. To know that they're not real."

"I know the feeling. I've been having the same nightmares. Of course, it helps that he's the one that wakes me up from them."

Harry nodded. "I wasn't lying though before either. When I told Sirius that I liked having someone to talk to. It does help make my time here more bearable. And, I know the nightmares will go away, once I'm back at Grimmauld with you both. So, I don't want you two worrying too much about me."

Remus laughed and nodded. "I don't think it's possible for Sirius to stop constantly worrying about you. But, luckily that's literally in the job description when you're someone's parent."

Harry sat talking with Remus until the sun started to set, just as he'd done with Sirius.

"Will you or Sirius be here tomorrow?" Harry asked as he and Remus started walking towards Privet Drive.

Remus shook his head. "Unfortunately, no. The full moon is in a day. I won't be well enough to leave Grimmauld until Dumbledore picks you up on Friday. And, you know how Sirius worries during the moon."

Harry nodded and smiled. "It's okay. It's only three days, right. I'll be fine."

They hugged goodbye a block away from number 4.

"Be safe on the full."

Remus smiled. "I always am." he said as he apparated away.

Harry spent the next three days writing letters to his friends as well as Sirius. He asked Ron and Hermione how their summers were going and if they'd be able to visit Grimmauld. He asked Sirius if it was okay for his friends to visit and how Remus was doing.